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Anyang has one more tenant.

The tenant is good-looking, sexy, and super rich. He doesn't talk much and doesn't like to talk. It seems that he is not easy to get along with.

But this doesn't hinder Anyang, except...

Except that Anyang can always hear strange noises coming from the next door in the middle of the night.

The master bedroom in Anyang and the second bedroom next to it are only separated by a wall, and both bedrooms have their own balconies. strange sound.

Just like now...

"No!"

"Please forgive me!"

"Don't—don't!!"

"Help me—ah! Mr. Beiming..."

Anyang: "..."

Anyang snorted hard on his face, and silently glanced at the time.

10: 57pm

It will be eleven o'clock in 3 minutes, and the neighbor is still so energetic.

This matter started a few days ago, at nine o'clock in the evening.

At nine o'clock that day, Anyang happened to deal with the last batch of couriers for the day, and came back from the outside. After returning home, he found the sound of "da da da" high heels coming from the house.

Anyang was a little surprised, just in time to see a mature beauty wearing a red backless dress and black high-heeled shoes, with a hot body and an unusually sexy body. With a "Gada", she unscrewed the door of the bedroom next door and walked in.

Then there was another "Gada", and the door was slowly closed, and after a "click", it was locked from the inside.

Anyang thought, girlfriend?

The tenant is a "rich second generation" who is rich and beautiful. Although he only saw the back of a woman, he knew that she must be a beautiful woman. It is actually quite right to have such a girlfriend.

however……

The next day, at nine o'clock, another woman entered the bedroom door of the tenant next door. This time, she was a pure and lovely female student, wearing the short skirt uniform of the nearby high school.

On the third day, at nine o'clock, another petite boy came. He was dressed very avant-garde and had a delicate appearance. The makeup on his face was even more coquettish than that of girls playing disco in nightclubs.

Day [-]...

Day [-]...

Anyang watched it for five consecutive days, for five full days, starting at nine o'clock in the evening every day, and then there were "no", "Master Beiming", "let me go", etc., such unsightly words.

Hearing the shouts of "enthusiastic" from next door, Anyang felt a headache, wondering if the tenant next door was not a rich second generation at all, but a...

Cowherd?

Anyang is now very suspicious of whether the other party's occupation is legitimate.

"Master Beiming—"

"Oh!"

Anyang: "..."

11: 00pm

It's been two full hours since nine o'clock. Even if you look handsome, it's time to finish the job, right?It's so hot!

Anyang couldn't bear it anymore, stood up with a "bass--", walked to the next door, then raised his hand, took a deep breath, and knocked on the door.

"knocking"

Anyang knocked on the door, but there was no movement inside. After waiting for a long time, no one came to open the door.

Anyang was really helpless, so he had no choice but to turn around and go back to his room, thinking, he knew that he was reminding him, so there should be no more quarrels, right?

It's just that within 2 minutes, he heard another roar of "Ah—" from the next door, and Anyang was so scared that he almost threw the notebook out.

Anyang closed the laptop silently, and the small purchasing agent shop closed today, then picked up his mobile phone and called Qian Da.

The other party quickly picked it up and said, "Hello? Xiao An, do you want to thank me for finding such a good tenant for you? You are rich and handsome, you are lucky!"

Anyang: "..."

Anyang took a deep breath and said, "I want to ask you something."

Qian Da immediately said, "Do you want to know if your cohabitant has a girlfriend?"

An Yang said: "Cohabitant? Don't talk nonsense, you're just roommates."

Qian Da laughed "quack quack" in an unpleasant voice, as if someone was in trouble, and said, "I know, I know, I understand."

Anyang said helplessly: "I just want to ask you, Mr. Bei Ming, what does he do?"

Qian Da didn't know the situation, so he said, "What kind of job? I don't know the details, but he is very rich, and it is said that he has a company."

In fact, Qian Da didn’t know, Anyang asked, but he didn’t ask. Anyang always felt that Beiming Shishi didn’t look like he had his own company, but rather like a cowherd, or a “little boy” who was taken care of by others... …

Anyang hung up the phone without asking why, the voice next door was a little quieter, Anyang had nothing else to ask for, went to take a shower, went to bed, and prepared to continue to operate his small shopping agent shop tomorrow.

In the second bedroom next door.

Beiming Shishi was wearing a straight black suit, sitting on the sofa with his legs folded, one hand resting on the armrest of the sofa, supporting his forehead, and a file folder spread out on his lap, with a thick stack of files on it.

His face was very cold, the corners of his mouth were pressed down, without any expression, neither happiness nor anger, like a stone sculpture.

It was already eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, and the lights were not turned on in the room. The heavy curtains were drawn, the door and windows were closed, and the faint moonlight came in through the gaps in the heavy curtains.

Even in such a dark situation where no fingers can be seen, Bei Ming Shishi still wears those black sunglasses.

"Da da da……"

Beiming Shishi's black leather gloved fingers tapped lightly on the file folder.

And two or three steps away from him, stood a woman in her thirties, who was still pregnant.

The pregnant woman was a little restless, grabbed the hem of her clothes, and said tremblingly, "Master Bei... Bei Ming, I... I beg you, let me go!"

As she spoke, she knelt down on the ground with a "gudong", kowtowed repeatedly, and said, "Please let me go! Please spare me just once, just this time, please!"

Beiming Shishi did not raise his eyes, and when he heard the miserable cries of the pregnant woman, his expression did not change. He said in a low voice, "Kong Yumei, 37 years old, committed suicide."

The pregnant woman froze immediately, and immediately began to kowtow again, making a sound of "Dang! Dang! Dang...", as if she was terrified, and said tremblingly: "Please, please, please spare me! I have Sincerely!"

Beiming Shishi continued: "Because of falling after chasing a car, she suffered a miscarriage, suffered from depression, and finally chose to commit suicide by jumping off a building. After death, she was unwilling to be reincarnated. She committed evil deeds, killed four young children, and three gave birth..."

When the pregnant woman heard this, she yelled: "No!! I was forced!! Why is only my child aborted!! Why is only my child aborted!! I want a child so much, my At such an old age, I will definitely not be able to conceive again after a miscarriage! Why am I the only one suffering?! Everyone should feel the same as me and empathize!!!”

Beiming Shishi didn't speak any more, just flipped his palm, and with a "click", there was something extra in the palm of his hand, similar to a zippo lighter, black piano paint, in the dark night, even if there is no light, it can bloom a cool and clear light. metallic luster.

With the sound of "click", Beiming Fourteen slid the lighter, and with a sound of "huh--", the flame was ignited, and the black lighter emitted a light blue ghostly flame. light up.

"Do not……"

The pregnant woman shouted excitedly, as if she wanted to run away. Looking at the flames, she let out a ferocious cry, but it was too late to yell a second time...

Anyang sleeps drowsily. Except for going abroad to buy goods, Anyang actually has a very regular work and rest schedule, and falls asleep quickly as soon as he lies on the bed.

But what Anyang seems to have entered is not dreamland, but water.

It's that weird dream again...

Anyang clearly knew that he was dreaming, but he couldn't extricate himself, he sank into the water little by little, and the cold and dark water spread around, submerging Anyang little by little.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a sound of "Whoo!!", the river was churning, and huge waves rolled up into the sky. Just when Anyang was about to suffocate, he gathered all his strength and plunged out of the water.

Immediately there was a loud noise around...

"The dragon comes out of the water, and the river map is on the back, which is an auspicious sign!"

"Congratulations, my lord!"

"God bless me Daxia!"

Hearing the sounds of the surrounding mountains, Anyang felt a little dazed, obviously his feet were covered with water, a vast ocean of water, yet Anyang stepped steadily on the water.

In front of him, a group of people stood mightily on the shore, headed by a tall man, he was wearing a black robe that symbolizes "wood virtue makes the world", wearing a crown on his head, his whole face Lunku is deep and tough, handsome and handsome, but not angry and majestic.

The eyes are slightly narrow and long, the tails of the eyes are hooked, the bridge of the nose is straight, and the corners of the mouth are always pressed down habitually...

Northern Ming Fourteen? !

It's just that the face was so shadowy that Anyang couldn't see it clearly, just when he wanted to take a closer look...

"what--"

A loud roar suddenly came from the next door, and Anyang was so frightened that he suddenly woke up, shivered, and quickly turned over and sat up.

Anyang broke out in a cold sweat and was panting heavily. After the next door yelled, there was no more movement.

Anyang looked at the alarm clock next to him, it was 11:30, very good, he just slept for a while.

Throwing away the alarm clock, Anyang fell back again, pulled up the quilt to cover his head, turned over and fell asleep again...

The light in the second bedroom suddenly brightened, and with the roar of the female ghost, darkness and silence were restored in an instant, and only Beiming Shishi was left in the room.

Beiming Shishi ticked the folder, then threw it on the table, stood up, and rubbed his forehead.Immediately after a "crash--", the heavy curtains were drawn up, the door to the terrace was opened, and she walked out.

Beiming Shishi stood on the terrace and stood quietly for a while, as if he was waiting for something. After nearly an hour, he suddenly moved and glanced sideways at the next-door terrace.

Because it is summer, the gate of Anyang's terrace is not closed, it is directly open.

Beiming Shishi glanced sideways, then put his hands together, quickly swept his whole body, and directly climbed over the balcony railing, with a "da", grabbed the balcony railing in Anyang next door, and swayed with his body, "Shua—— ", quietly landed on the balcony next door.

Beiming Shishi went directly through the terrace door and walked into Anyang's room. Anyang was already asleep, breathing evenly, and the room was dark.

In the dim light, Beiming Shishi's gray-green eyes seemed to be able to glow, exuding a faint brilliance.

Beiming Shishi walked to the bedside silently, looked down at Anyang, and slowly stretched out his hand, his fingers in black leather gloves slid on Anyang's cheek, then raised his hand, and brought it close to his mouth and nose, Gently sniffed a bit.

The corners of Bei Ming Shishi's mouth, which was habitually pressed down, slightly raised.

He looked down at Anyang and said, "Like cats?"

As soon as the words fell, Beiming Shishi's figure suddenly changed, from a tall man to a larger black cat in an instant.

The gray-green eyes were shining brightly. The black cat turned to look at the mirror in the bedroom, shook its big head, and let out a "tsk", as if it was not very satisfied.

The black cat murmured to itself in a low voice: "Blue and white British short... I should like it more."

With a sound of "Shua!", the larger black cat disappeared into Anyang's room in an instant, and was replaced by a fluffy chubby one, which fell into Anyang's quilt pile and was almost buried.

The furry little chubby Dui'er struggled a bit, and crawled out from the quilt pile with all his might. Because his calves were a little shorter, it was more difficult to climb out, and his tail was still shaking vigorously.

It turned out to be a blue-and-white British shorthair cat. It seems to be of pure blood. It has a big fat and round face, shorter limbs than ordinary British short haired cats, and a chubby figure. The cuteness is extraordinary.

The little chubby dun'er crawled and crawled, and rolled to the side of Anyang with a grunt. After scratching hard with his little paws twice, he successfully lifted Anyang's quilt, and then squeezed in, shaking from side to side, and nestled next to Anyang.

Anyang didn't know that there was an unexpected guest in the room, and he slept soundly. He felt the furry around him, and it felt good in his hand, so he took advantage of the situation and hugged him, and even rubbed against him.

The little chubby dun'er was hugged by Anyang, took a deep look at Anyang, and then closed those gray-green eyes, as if he was going to sleep...